DAY ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-FOUR: Luge
We have new neighbours in the hostel, the first few nights were
nice and quiet but last night was anything but, there is a group who stayed up
until two in the morning which we wouldn’t mind, but they completely trashed
the kitchen for us in the morning, pretty unreasonable but they didn’t seem to
care in the slightest. Not to worry were going to the Luge.
Luge is something like a toboggan run only you can steer on the
track and over take people. It was a fun day you had to go on the gondola which
overlooked Queenstown. Once we got to the top we were blasted with ice cold
winds and snow, it is a huge change from the beaches of Australia to this. We paid
for five runs on the two different tracks, I promised Vicki I would stay with
her during the run down the slope. But my need for speed got the better of me and
I took off and left her behind, far behind. I charged around one of the corners
a little too fast and one wheel left the floor and the front end dug into the
floor, I thought I was going over the handle bars but fortunately I didn’t, all
wheels touched the ground and I was off to do it again a few meters later.
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